Chapter 10

We didn't talk that much that night, as we had to get ready for our trip, so we spent most of the evening doing laundry and tossing things into our suitcase. It wasn't that much of a shock that we didn't talk much, as we usually waited until the last minute to pack anyway. Between packing and taking the kids over to their friends' houses, who would be watching them for the long weekend we had planned, there wasn't much time to talk anyway. Besides, we had a long drive ahead of us the next day anyway, and there would be plenty of time to talk.

We got up early in the morning, showered, and I started packing the car for the trip. I put our suitcase in, along with our golf clubs, and packed the cooler for the drive. Lisa came out to the garage, just as I was finishing up, and I noticed she had our "toy bag", which she put in the trunk. I wasn't sure just what we'd be able to do with the goodies inside, although I also knew it would keep my mind occupied during the drive trying to figure out what we could do with the toys. She was dressed sexy, but comfortable for the drive, and I guess it was the fact that I could do nothing about it, as it were, that made me horny as hell. Have you ever noticed when the woman or man in your life wears something that might look ordinary or even blah to anyone else, but for some reason makes you want to jump them on sight? It was like that, but worse, as I knew I couldn't jump her, and she was definitely dressed to please.

We started on the drive, not saying much at first, other than trying to get as much coffee into us as possible. We stopped about an hour and a half into the drive to stretch our legs and to have breakfast. We got the local paper, and read our favorite sections: Lisa the Entertainment and News sections, while I read the Sports and Opinion sections. We traded after we read our sections to our partner. We had established that early in our relationship: Which sections in any paper were our favorites, then traded so we read what the other had. We have a lot of the same opinions on life, politics, and whatnot, except that she isn't overly interested in Sports, and I am not overly interested in Hollywood Gossip, which she ate up. I mean, don't get me wrong, she would go to Baseball and Football games with me, and I'd go to movies with her. She'd joke with me about "Testosterone-ridden fans" especially at Football games, while I'd whine good-naturedly about her "dragging me to Chick Flicks". We're not robots, programmed to be 100% agreeable and liking everything the other likes all the time. What we think keeps the fires going are the differences: Sharing them, debating them, and discussing them. Geez, if we agreed on everything, we'd never have anything to talk about. While it might not work for everyone, it's worked for us, as our 19 years of being together attested to.

Anyway, we finished breakfast, and were feeling a part of the human race by this time. As a side note, one thing I found about cock cages is that you can urinate standing up. It's more comfortable for me to do, anyway. It does take practice though, but it can work. I had to work a little at regaining that knowledge while relieving the coffee we drank on the drive so far, but I got it down relatively quickly.

We got back into the car, refreshed, and livelier, as we started to discuss our plans for the weekend. We wanted to keep most of our plans open, a 'see how it goes' kind of thing, as we were there to relax. We felt if we had everything planned out, it would seem like we were on a tour, as opposed to being on vacation. We talked about plans in general: Golfing, going to the beach, swimming, and looking at nature. We were both avoiding the subject, or at least I was, until Lisa brought it up.

"So, umm, I guess there was a crimp put into our weekend. I'm sorry about that, Love", Lisa said.

"I wasn't expecting it, that's for sure", I replied, "but I think it may prove interesting. I mean, I'm a little disappointed, as I was looking forward to some bedroom gymnastics, but at the same time, this is a part of what we wanted to try."

"I'm sorry, honey", she replied, "but Larry has had quite an imagination so far. He didn't say much about our weekend, and he does want us to enjoy ourselves this weekend, as a couple. I knew, of course, about the cock cage; after all I ordered it. The rest of it, yesterday, especially my comments about your manhood came to me when I was thinking about it before our last meeting yesterday. It came to me when I thought about our trip over there yesterday."

I paused, before I asked cautiously, "Are you falling for him, Love?"

"No, I'm not", Lisa answered, "At least I don't think so. I'm actually falling in love with the situation, not him per se. I love the attention, of course, but I also love being able to let go and let Larry be in charge. I love his cock, if that's what you mean, but not with him. I may not be the best judge of that, of course, so I think we're getting to a part where the situation may rely more on your perception, Tim."

"I was just curious, Honey", I replied, "I don't see it either, but I wanted to know how you felt, especially since you see him alone most of the time."

"Like I said, Love", Lisa responded, "I don't think I am. In fact, by him including Mark at times, it kind of keeps the distance a little. It's kind of like, while we have intimate moments, he does things such as having Mark fuck me that keeps me at arms length. Maybe he does things like that when he feels like he is starting to fall for me but I'm not falling for him. I do love his cock, though, and the things we do. It's so forbidden, and being a submissive, like I said, allows me to experience it without feeling guilty, especially when you agree with it. I mean, I miss us having sex, of course, you and I, but I also know that you like this, and as long as it doesn't bother you, I think we should continue."

I felt more respect for Larry, as that was actually a good strategy on his part. If he introduced new styles and other people fucking her (and possibly us), it kept things on that level: It kept personal feelings and possessiveness away, while keeping the main sexual relationship between Larry and Lisa.

"No, that's true", I said, "Although I guess we'll just have to be more imaginative." I was grinning by the end of my statement. "I am alright with the way things are right now, Honey", I added, "As I know we always have the rest of our lives. Now is the time for fun."

We drove on in silence for a few minutes, until Lisa added, "Besides, this doesn't mean that we still can't have fun, you are so right!" She said the last part with a grin.

"Besides", Lisa said happily, "We have the envelope, and you know Master has things planned for us, if we want to."

We both chuckled, and my cage was becoming uncomfortable as I imagined what he could possibly have put in the envelope as I drove us on towards the coast. As we drove, Lisa would squeeze my crotch, latching onto the hard plastic of the cage, and look at me with lust in her eyes. She was a natural born tease, and I knew I was in for a long weekend.

We got to the Resort where we would be spending the weekend right around lunchtime. The bellhop took our bags as we checked in, walking hand in hand to the counter to check in (Lisa and I hand in hand, of course, the bellhop could find his own date). We checked in, and made our way to our suite, which we had reserved for our long weekend. It was spacious, with a full Living room and table in the main room, with a mini-kitchen off to the right. The Master bedroom was to the left, and a Lanai was in the back, overlooking the ocean and beach. Glass doors from both the bedroom and Living room/Dining room area opened up onto the Lanai. The Master Bedroom was large, with a bathroom off to the right, and a King sized bed, and plenty of room. The whole place was a Condo configuration, and decorated in a tropical style. We also had TV's in the Dining Room area, as well as in the Master Bedroom, complete with a VCR and DVD system, which I figured we wouldn't get much use for. It was a very nice place to escape from life for a few days, and under normal circumstances, would be a love nest we would seldom leave. Actually our new circumstances led to, at least in me, increased sexual tension, one that I hadn't felt so strongly in some time.

As we unpacked in the Bedroom, Lisa walked over to me and tweaked one of my nipples, kissing me deeply while she did so. I returned the kiss and tweak to one of her nipples, as she said, "This is so romantic. I've always loved this place."

We were regular customers, at least in that we came here once a year at least, usually for 4 days to a week. It was expensive, but well worth it to us both. We could either eat in the room, or even order from Room Service or eat in the Café or nice Restaurant if we so desired.

She pulled closer to me as our kisses became more passionate. I sucked and nibbled on her neck, making my way down to her breasts, as she took off her dress. As she did so, I had to step back, as she wore a new outfit under her clothes. She was hearing a purple Teddy, with a matching purple thong. She did not wear a bra, and she looked fantastic. I closed back in on her, pulling the teddy down a little as I started sucking on her nipples, and she started breathing more heavily. I pushed her down onto the bed, working off her thong, as I started slowly licking behind her knee, working up her thighs to her center of pleasure. I licked around her inner thighs, and licked around her shaved outer labia, nibbling on one lip, then the other. She was wet and was squirming, her legs against my back and her heels digging into me as I slowly worked my mouth onto her pussy. I nipped at her clitoris, and then plunged my tongue inside her, using a combination of my nose and my tongue on her clitoris, as I switched between inside her pussy and her clitoris. I worked her into a frenzy quickly, and it was at this point that my own limitations made itself known, as my cock became uncomfortably semi hard within the confines of it's cage. I was so involved I had completely forgotten for the moment. However, it did not deter me from my task, as Lisa reached her peak, and hit it hard.

"Oh, OHHH! AHHH! OH, I'M CUMMING", she screamed, as I felt a flood of her juices on my lips, which I greedily sucked down.

It was at this moment that I realized that even Lisa had forgotten our predicament for the weekend. She reached down for my cock, finding solid plastic there. She opened her eyes in surprise, then smiled, laughing at herself.

"I'm sorry, lover, but I need a cock inside me right now! I'm glad I remembered an alternative", she said.

Lisa got up off the bed, and went to our toy bag. She pulled out the Strap-on, and handed it to me. She was lust filled (hell, so was I), as she looked at me.

"Alright stud, here you go, instant cock!" She laughed as she said this, and I also couldn't help myself, laughing along with her, as I put the Strap-on around my waist, working the middle strap to one side of the cage to the left of my balls.

I tightened the straps, so it felt a part of me, and yet not a part of me. Lisa lay on her back with her legs spread wide. "Give it to me, fuck me!"

I moved up to her, and grabbed the end of the dildo hanging from my body. Like I said, it was a part of me, and not a part of me, at the same time. It was almost like I had my cock, but my cock was filled with Novocain. At the same time, I could feel my own, actual cock straining against the plastic prison it was confined in. I guided the dildo to the entrance of Lisa's pussy. She was wet, hot, and open, ready for penetration. I could feel her heat from the edge of my hand as I guided the Strap-on into her, pushing into her.

I'm not sure if I described the Strap-on before, but it is larger than I am (or Larry for that matter). It is over 8 inches long and quite thick. I know it fills Lisa up quite nicely, and I've felt it from the other side, of course.

I pushed into her slowly, sinking in inch by inch, until I felt my legs touch hers. "OOHHH! YESSSSS! THAT'S WHAT I NEED", Lisa said loudly.

I started pumping in and out of her, feeling my cock, through the plastic, touch her ass cheeks when I hit bottom. I started slowly, then I picked up the pace, little by little, just the way I knew she loved it. Lisa grabbed her ankles, pulling them towards her the way I love it to go deep inside her.

She was getting into it now saying, "I'll bet you wish that was your real cock so deep inside me. Ooh it feels so good, your fake cock is hitting bottom."

She then put her ankles on my shoulder, as she started playing with her clitoris. She told me to go faster as she reached her peak. As her orgasm hit, I went as deep as the dildo would allow, sending her further over the edge.

As she came down from her orgasm she said, "Pull out of me, lover. I want you to look down as you do this, and watch the dildo slide out of my pussy." I did as she asked, watching inch by inch of the now soaking dildo pull out of her pussy.

I pulled completely out of her, and she sat up and started taking the strap-on off of me. As I lowered it and slid my legs out, she held the rest of it by the base. I knew what was coming next.

Holding it towards my face, she said, "Clean off my lovers cock." I started sucking on the dildo, tasting her juices (and the unfortunate rubber). She teased me as I was doing this saying, "Oh wow, honey, I didn't know you were such a good cock sucker. I'll bet Larry loves it!"

After she was satisfied it was clean, she pulled it out of my mouth, and set it aside. She then told me to put on some music and go over and sit in a lounge chair, so she could put on a show for me, and put on a show she did, too.

She modeled one of her lingerie outfits after another, but not just walking out and modeling each one for me. The routine would vary a little, but most of them involved her walking in, swaying as she did, and slowly turning so I could see every angle. She would then get into very lewd positions: On her knees with her face on the floor and her hands behind her back doggie style, On her back pulling her knees up to her breasts, all the while asking which outfits looked the best for her to get fucked in. At this point I didn't know, hell she looked great in all of them: Red, black, violet, and two of my favorites, one a shiny material almost like rubber of leather with crotchless panties, and a virginal white outfit. By the end of the show, I'm surprised my cock didn't blast the cage to smithereens.

We then took a shower, with her giggling as she soaped up my cage, and with my cock aching to get out as I slowly washed her pubic area and breasts. I made sure they were both well cleaned and also touched up the shaving on her pussy. We then got out and started putting our things away, with her starting with the sheer material from the show she gave me earlier.

As she put the items away, she said, "Let's open the envelope from Larry and see what it says." I went to retrieve the envelope out of our luggage.

I opened the large one, and a group of white envelopes were inside, along with a note. Lisa walked over and said, "What's in there, Tim?" I told her and she told me to read the note. Here is what it said:

My slut and cuckold,